Gu Zhun walked slowly to her side and picked up the velvet blanket to drape it for her.

He stared at Zhang Tailiu, after so many years, it was the first time he had stared at her so closely, she was as beautiful as she was back then, but the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were no longer as innocent as she was back then.

Zhang Tailiu was awakened by his movements, and when he saw that it was him, he couldn't help but throw away the velvet blanket in disgust: "Presumptuous!"

Gu Zhun glanced at the man on the dragon couch: "The word 'presumptuous' seems to describe Niangniang. The Son of Heaven died, but the mother did not mourn, why?"

"What does this palace want......" Zhang Tailiu got up and stared at Gu Zhun's eyes, like a fierce beast waiting for his prey, and slowly walked around him for half a circle, "Taiwei is clear."

Although it was a rainy night, the Golden Temple was silent and clear.

Gu Zhun sighed softly: "Ah Liu, in the past, I couldn't stand you—"

"Shut up!" Zhang Tailiu scolded with a cold face, "What kind of oath did you make under the pomegranate tree before you sent me to the palace? You say you only love me in your life, but in the end? Not only did you marry and have children as usual, but you even had children with the eldest princess who had nothing to do with you! Gu Zhun, Gu Taiwei, your Gu family is lush and noble, so what about me, in your eyes, what am I? Childhood? Dew Lover? Or is it a chess piece that can be discarded at any time?!"

Candles danced across her face.

That bright and moving face looks a little hideous and distorted tonight.

Gu Zhun said calmly: "In my life, I really only love you."

"You lied!"

Hearing the word "love" come out of his mouth, Zhang Tailiu's voice was a little sharper.

There are mixed emotions in the chest, including anger, grievances, and sarcasm.

She stared at Gu Zhun tightly: "If your so-called love can allow others to intervene, and you can share the bed with others to have children, then what is love?"

She raised her hand and pointed to the man on the dragon couch: "Every night I share a bed with him, I am disgusted, I have been in the palace for so many years like boiling oil, but what about you? As soon as you see a beautiful and noble woman, you can happily spend the Spring Festival with her...... You tell me now that you only love me alone, Gu Zhun, what about your conscience?!"

Faced with the woman's accusation, Gu Zhun was speechless.

He did have a lot of women.

And among them, the one he cares about the most is indeed Zhang Tailiu.

Separated by the high palace walls and the disparity in identity, he has been in the Gu Mansion for so many years, thinking about it every night.

He also deliberately chose her favorite objects, gold, silver and jade, antique calligraphy and paintings, but whenever he heard that she liked it, he tried his best to get it.

But......

It turns out that in her eyes, this is not love.

Gu Zhun laughed at himself: "Ah Liu, I have lived most of my life, I have walked through many mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, I have also read many subsets of scriptures and histories, I have experienced the destruction of my family and the resurgence of the mountains, I dare not say that I know everything and everything, but I dare to boast that I am proficient in the world. But tonight...... You stumped me, I have lived most of my life, and I really don't seem to know what love is, what is the love of men and women. It's something that isn't written in ancient books, and it's something that the elders haven't taught."

As he spoke, his eyes turned red.

The word love, it seems that mortals have to spend a lifetime to understand it.

The night rain outside the hall continued.

The sound of the rain was overwhelming, and the slightest moisture seeped into the doors and windows, and it was extremely cold to the bones during the long night.

The two were silent for a long time, and Gu Zhun said solemnly, "Ah Liu, let the past pass. People don't live in the world just for love, love, love. You and I are both in high positions, and we should also think about the country."

Zhang Tailiu looked at him incredulously for a long time, and suddenly laughed.

She said: "Now that you have made a comeback and become famous, you have begun to discuss the Jiangshan Sheji, when you were down, why did you only care about your Gu family's flying Huang Tengda, and did not mention the Jiangshan Sheji? It's hypocritical."

Her eyes were full of contempt, and she didn't want to listen to Gu Zhun anymore.

She asked the palace maid to keep an eye on Gu Zhun and not allow him to leave the dormitory, and then stepped out of the palace alone.

As she stepped over the threshold, she whispered, "Yes, now I know that there is more to the world than love. But Gu Zhun, the sixteen-year-old Ah Liu, had the greatest love in his heart. In the end, you killed the girl with your own hands."

The doors of the temple were shut.

The rain was blown into the porch, wetting a strand of broken hair on Zhang Tailiu's cheek.

A confidant eunuch greeted him: "Niangniang, the people sent out rushed into the air, the eldest princess and Yuan Kongshi had already left Luoyang, although our people were going to chase them quickly, I am afraid that they will not be able to catch up."

Zhang Tailiu was meaningful: "I'm afraid someone is tipping off the news. It's time to clean up around the palace."

The Imperial Study.

As dawn approached, the sky was still drowsy because of the rain.

He Shenzhu came in with refreshments: "Niangniang has been busy all night, it's time to rest."

Zhang Tailiu raised his eyes: "You kneel."

He Shenzhu put the teacup in her hand, as if she had expected it, and knelt calmly in the room.

"The news that this palace is going to kill the eldest princess and Yuan Kongshi, you leaked it, right?" Zhang Tailiu was condescending, "Jiang Man, you also secretly murdered him."

He Shenzhu admitted simply: "Yes."

"Over the years, this palace has treated you well."

He Shenzhu pressed his head to the ground: "Please punish the mother."

Zhang Tailiu clutched the pen tightly, as if he didn't know how to treat this girl.

She has no children and no daughters, and she has almost regarded He Shenzhu as half of her own daughter over the years, eating and living together all day long, but whenever she is out of the palace for half a day, she will not be used to it.

She said: "This palace remembers that when you first entered the palace, you were not familiar with the rules of the palace, and the emperor wanted to let Mama teach you, but this palace refused, and this palace thought they were pedantic and old, so he personally taught you the rules. The emperor said that women should read more books such as "Female Virtue" and "Female Commandments", and this palace refuses to let you read them. He Shenzhu, in the end, this is how you repay this palace?"

He Shenzhu's forehead was against the floor tiles.

The floor tiles are cold.

She kept her eyes open and didn't answer for a long time.

The queen's kindness to her is like regenerating her parents, and the queen has spent so many years not only cultivating her into a talented girl who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also teaching her to become a person with a clear mind and a clear distinction between good and evil.

She can't repay this kindness in her life.

But......

It is precisely because she has read so many subsets of scriptures and histories, and because she is clearly disgusted and disgusted with her family and country, that she can't sit idly by and watch the queen's life and treat court politics as a child's play.

He Shenzhu rarely shed tears.

She closed her eyes and suppressed her strong tears: "The courtier has nothing to say, please punish the mother."

"Bang!"

Zhang Tailiu smashed the red pen in his hand out.

Her face grew colder: "Put her in a violent room."

When He Shenzhu was dragged out by the eunuchs, he couldn't help but look back.

The lights were dim, and the noble and bright woman sat behind the dragon case, her eyebrows were frowning and her eyes were crimson, obviously she had the appearance of a country and a city, and she seemed to be a little older at this moment.

She whispered, "Niangniang cherishes."

Zhang Tailiu sneered, raised his head as if proud, and looked at the top of the hall with lacquer gold painting Zhu indifferently.

But he still couldn't hold back and quietly wept.